Chapter 827

Looking at the militant new disciples, the five gods on the high platform nodded with satisfaction.

"The list of gods is determined by a martial artist's cultivation talent, blood power and strength."

"In the divine world, the list of gods is divided into two levels."

"One is to show only the ranking of the top 10000 talented martial gods in a divine domain."

"One is the ranking of the top 10000 talented martial gods in the divine world."

"The number of martial artists in Longchuan ancient world is less than that in other divine domains, and the Longchuan shrine only shows the ranking of the top 1000 talented martial gods."

Elder Yang said again.

All the new disciples looked awe inspiring.

In other words, only the top 1000 martial gods in the list of gods are qualified to be recognized by 30000 divine domains, and more people are not recognized.

"I'm a young martial god. I must be promoted to the list of gods."

The East Gate smiled and clenched the dragon blood magic knife in his hand. He was a young martial god with the physique of magic knife and the power of thousand faced soul eating demon dragon vine.

"The suckling boy also wants to be promoted to the God list. It's ridiculous."

A mocking voice came.

Long Yang and East Gate Ao followed the prestige and saw Leng Aotian look at them with pride and contempt.

"Young and generous, you can't bite back because you're bitten by a dog."

Long Yang saw that the east gate was so angry that he wanted to refute Leng Aotian, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Brother long said yes."

"The dog supports others because he thinks the man is weak and bullied. As long as he is strong, the dog will hide as far as he sees it."

When the East Gate smiled, his anger was swept away and he was full of confidence.

"Hum, I'll see if you can laugh at the God list competition later."

Leng Aotian has seen Long Yang's sharp teeth for the first time. He knows that fighting with him will only humiliate himself. He turns his head and doesn't say anything anymore. There is a haze in the corners of his eyes.

Not far away, the dark murderous intention also flashed at the bottom of the eyes of Ximen Zang Feng and Nanmen Wutian.

"The rules of the God list competition are very simple, that is, to enter the mysterious God fantasy world to hunt and kill divine beasts."

"The divine beast is divided into one to three levels, one point at level one, two points at level two, and three points at level three."

"Here are two points to remind you. One is that Xuanshen fantasy can directly measure your blood power, and the more powerful your blood power is, the more bonus points you can get."

"In other words, when hunting a first-class beast, some people's blood power can be increased by one point, while others can be increased by two points, or even three or four points."

"According to the experience of previous gods in Longchuan shrine, the strongest blood power can be increased by ten."

"In other words, killing a divine beast can add ten points."

Yang Changlao.

"Hahaha, that's great. My blood power must be increased by ten."

As soon as Yang Chang's old saying fell, Wu Tian in the South Gate couldn't help feeling proud and laughing up to the sky.

"Who is he, so arrogant."

"He is a genius of the younger generation of the Nanmen family. Nanmen has no heaven."

"Nanmen clan! I remember their blood power, fierce and ferocious in ancient times!"

"No wonder it's so arrogant."

Originally, many martial arts practitioners were unhappy to see Nanmen Wutian so complacent, but when they learned about his blood power, their faces showed fear.

Nanmen Wutian felt the awe of others and became more and more proud.

"Your blood power can be increased by ten, and my blood power is no worse than yours."

Leng Aotian couldn't help jumping out when he saw that the south gate was in the limelight.

"Leng Aotian."

"The Leng family, the first family in Beimen sea area."

"Blood power is the fog of terror."

"Shit, another pervert."

Leng Aotian is always arrogant. Most martial artists are familiar with him, so they recognize Leng Aotian at a glance.

"Retarded."

Ximen Zang Feng looked at the South Gate Wutian and lengao Tian, and sneered at him from the bottom of his heart.

"Such a Terran is ridiculous. They have no blood power. They come from integration or deprivation. What are they proud of?"

Niu Ba looked at Leng Aotian and South Gate Wutian contemptuously and said.

"You are wrong. The reason why Terrans are terrible is their wisdom and blood power."

Shen Tong also despises Leng Aotian and Nanmen Wutian's arrogance, but he will not despise any people.

"Indeed, among the ten thousand families, only the human blood can integrate any power, which is the most terrible blood power."

Yue Huangtian nodded approvingly.

"Anyway, I'm not convinced."

Bullies.

"What kind of blood power is that boy?"

Shen Tong suddenly touched Yue Huangtian's elbow with his elbow, but his eyes looked at Long Yang.

"I can't peep out."

"Judging from his terrible Kendo talent, it should have something to do with the sword."

Yue Huangtian looks at Long Yang differently because he appreciates Long Yang's character and his strength, more because long Yang vaguely gives him a sense of oppression.

His original master is a tyrant. Even those old blood forces in Longchuan temple can't oppress him, but long Yang's can, which makes him full of strong curiosity about Long Yang's blood force.

"These Terrans really make a fuss. What about the blood power of ancient fierce beasts and terrible magic fog? They are also vulnerable in front of our demon family Yue Huangtian."

A demon warrior didn't like it, said.

His words suddenly attracted everyone's attention to Yue Huangtian and made Yue Huangtian the focus of the audience.

Leng Aotian and South Gate Wutian's arrogance immediately went out, and they didn't dare to fart.

In front of Yue Huangtian, they are not arrogant at all.

If the blood power of the two people can add ten points for them, what Yue Huangtian can add is not one or two points, but double.

"Hum, I'll give you a while first, and soon you'll know who the real peerless devil is."

The East Gate smiled and thought proudly in his heart. Only he who has the power of the soul eating demon dragon vine knows the horror of Long Yang best.

"The second point is that in the Xuanshen dreamland, you can hunt not only divine beasts, but also competitors."

Elder Yang said again.

"What!"

Many martial artists were shocked.

"Make a fuss."

"A bunch of buns."

"The way of martial arts is to respect the strong. If you are afraid of death, get out quickly. Don't make a fool of yourself here."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the strong in this world will only become stronger, and the weak can only become weaker."

"Remember, find a promising parent next time."

Those powerful family children sneered.

Leng Aotian, South Gate Wutian and west gate Cangfeng also looked at Long Yang and didn't hide their intention to kill.

They had known this rule for a long time. What they were waiting for was to kill Long Yang in the mysterious God's dreamland.

"It seems that even if there is no alliance, the three families will take this opportunity to kill you."

East Gate Ao to Longyang Road.

"Just take care of yourself. Don't worry about me."

Long Yang said.

East Gate Ao, East Gate Xueyan and East Gate smile. They nod. They naturally believe in Long Yang, and they also have a life-saving card.

"OK, now you enter the mysterious God fantasy through the transmission array."

"The competition lasts for one year. After one year, the survivors will be automatically transmitted out of the mysterious magic land."

Elder Yang said and nodded to the other four gods.

The five divine emperors jointly opened the transmission array leading to the mysterious divine fantasy.

"If you're a dragon, you'll find a hole in the ground and hide for a year."

Leng Aotian threw a word to Long Yang and walked into the transmission array with a laugh. His figure soon disappeared in front of Long Yang and others.

Long Yang can hardly even look contemptuous.

"Brother long, I can't come out unless I'm on the God list."

The East Gate smiled and rushed into the transmission array.

Long Yang and the brother and sister of East Gate AO and East Gate Xueyan smiled at each other and disappeared into the transmission array.

"We'll go in, too."

After everyone enters the transmission array, Yue Huangtian tells Niu Ba and Shen channel around him.

The figure of the three finally disappeared in the transmission array.

"You say, who can sit on the first throne of our Longchuan temple?"

Elder Yang asked the other four emperors.

"Lao Yang, your gambling addiction has broken out again."

A divine emperor pointed at Yang Changlao and smiled.

"It's rare to meet at ordinary times. The casino is not a god stone, it's fun."

Yang Changlao.

"I don't know who the first person to cry will be."

"Ha ha ha."

"Do you still use gambling this time?"

"Yes, who else can there be except Yue Huangtian."

"Why not? I bet Long Yang won."

"Is that the guest Qing elder of the East Gate clan?"

"I said Lao Yang, why do you have so much confidence in him and believe that he can win Yue Huangtian?"

"It's a secret."

……

Longchuan shrine and Longchuan hall, the two gods were drinking divine wine and watching the competition of the mysterious divine fantasy in the divine mirror.

"This wine is good, but it's hard to buy."

One of them seemed to be only in his thirties. The young man in cloth seemed to be more interested in the wine of his opponent than the competition of Shenbang.

"He is also Jianxiu. If you take him as an apprentice, you can drink this divine wine every day in the future."

The other man was shrouded in gray robes and could not see his face clearly, but he could tell from his voice that he was an old man.

"You can't figure out his origin, so let me take him as an apprentice. Are you too irresponsible?"

The young man in cloth looked at Long Yang in the mirror and covered his forehead.

"So you still remember that I'm your master. I thought I didn't exist in your eyes except divine wine."

The mysterious old man said.

"Master, did you figure out that there was a catastrophe in the Longchuan shrine, could it have something to do with him?"

After drinking the wine in his hand, the young man in cloth locked his eyes on Long Yang in the divine mirror.

"Why do you think it has something to do with him?"

The mysterious old man also looked at Long Yang in the divine mirror and seemed to want to see something from Long Yang. Unfortunately, Long Yang was shrouded in a thick fog, so that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Intuition."

The sword flash in the eyes of the young man in cloth.

The mysterious old man didn't speak. His intuition as a true disciple was sometimes more accurate than the result of his divination.

"Can the catastrophe faced by Longchuan shrine be resolved?"

The young man in cloth finally turned his eyes from the divine mirror to the master.

"The secret cannot be revealed."

The mysterious old man is serious.

"Just say you don't know."

"Old man, I'm still so dead to save face.

The young man in cloth looked up to the sky and covered his forehead again.